Chapter 975: Injured

Liu Qi stood beside the table for a while, and pointed at it. "Actually, you didn't see it. I said, even though you put on makeup every day and look like an ice cube, your heart is not as cold as ice."

Mingyun put down the book. "You speak as if you know me very well."

"Have you never heard that the person who understands you best is not necessarily your friend, but your opponent. Do you think I understand you?"

Mingyun replied calmly, "Don't think you know me well. This will make me misunderstand that you actually want to be friends with me."

Liu Qi raised his chin, "Oh, who wants to be friends with you, waiting for you to cheat me?"

Mingyun was speechless, "I only cheated you once, and you remember it very clearly."

Liu Qi's face darkened. "You let me cheat you once too? That's easy for you to say. You cheated me out of a lot of money at the beginning of the year."

Mingyun picked up the book, and after Liu Qi stirred it, his mood improved a lot and he was able to concentrate on reading.

Gu Liufeng waited for Liu Qi to return to his seat before whispering, "I think he really wants to be friends with you."

Mingyun, "I think so too."

In the palace, the emperor suddenly asked, "You interfered in Ran Lei's case?"

The prince organized his words and said, "Yes, Ran Lei was wrongly accused. Lord Ran Zheng has made many contributions over the years. This is an unprovoked disaster."

Your Majesty, "Ran Zheng has had a hard time these years and has made many achievements."

The prince couldn't figure out what his father was thinking, "Father, what about Ran Lei's case?"

In the past few days, he had been playing games with the King of Qi and others. He was not only facing the three Kings of Qi. He knew most about the rumor that Ran Zheng was going to be sent to an official position. He did not dare to use too much of Zhang Yang's hand, for fear of incurring the jealousy of his father. Now he could only remain in a stalemate.

The emperor was silent for a while before speaking: "Ran Zheng's wife is the third son's aunt?"

The prince's heart skipped a beat, "Yes, the Ran family has cut off contact with the Qi family."

The emperor did not continue speaking, but lowered his head to look at the folded paper. The prince waited for a while, as if it was just an illusion. But his father did speak. The prince pondered his father's words in his heart. His father would not mention Qi for no reason.

The next day, not long after Zhou Shuren arrived at the Ministry of Revenue, he received a message from Director Lei that Ran Lei was injured yesterday. No one knew who injured his hand, but Ran Lei injured his arm, his right arm.

Zhou Shuren frowned. He was not in a hurry at first, because he planned to wait and see if the stalemate could be resolved. If the problem could not be solved, he would talk about his own method. But now Ran Lei could not wait, especially Ran Lei's arm. If it was not dealt with quickly, Ran Lei would be useless even if he came out.

At the Ran family, Ran Zheng felt dizzy after hearing the news. He almost fainted. He stood on the table for a while before he recovered. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it."

He invested too much in his two legitimate sons. Hurting his sons was like cutting out his heart, his arm, or his right arm.

Ran Zheng was filled with hatred in his heart. He hated the person who did it and all those who forced the Ran family.

Qi had already fainted. Ran Zheng asked the housekeeper to call a doctor. He tidied his clothes and went out. His son's arm needed treatment, so he couldn't fall down.

Prince Qi frowned when he received the news. The order was not given by him, and neither would Prince Chu. Even if the third brother gave up the Ran family, he would not torture Ran Lei. The fourth brother, Prince Liang, dared to do it, but now they were all testing the prince, and Prince Liang would not act rashly.

Prince Qi tapped the table, thinking of Zhang Yang's name in his mind. Zhang Yang had underestimated them. At first he was convinced that Zhang Yang was working for the crown prince. After several attempts, he found out that Zhang Yang had nothing to do with the crown prince, and the crown prince's words were also strange. Prince Qi kept repeating to himself, Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang.

The King of Chu had a cold face. No matter who gave the order, he always felt that torturing Ran Lei was torturing him. He and Ran Lei were cousins. He could give up the Ran family and convict Ran Lei, but he would not allow Ran Lei to be touched before the conviction.

Prince Liang found it interesting, really very interesting. He was the fourth child, and his older brothers were too many and too capable, so he didn't have many opportunities. But he liked the current chaotic situation, the more chaotic the better, the greater his chances would be.

At Yaohou Mansion, Yao Wenqi asked, "Is it true that there is no cure for the poison Zhang Yang has been poisoned with?"

"yes."

Yao Wenqi gestured and he was the only one left in the study. Yao Wenqi was not happy. From the rumors to the action in prison, it was all Zhang Yang's doing. The only thing he did was to make people listen to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang grew too fast, so fast that he had to confirm whether Zhang Yang was completely poisoned. As expected, no one could resist the imperial power. The imperial power forced people to grow, and Zhang Yang was proof of that.

At the Zhou family, Zhulan officially met Ding for the first time. It was also the first time that Ding visited the Zhou family since the Gu family came to Beijing for more than half a year.

Mrs. Ding brought her granddaughter with her. The little girl was only five years old and timidly shrank behind Mrs. Ding. Mrs. Ding said, "This child is a little timid, so I often take her out for a walk to broaden her horizons and hopefully help her build up her courage."

Zhulan waved her hand, "She is young, but not timid. She will be fine when she is a few years older. Come to grandma. There are delicious fruits here."

Ding naturally knew that she brought the child here just to have more things to say. It was not easy for the Zhou family to accept the invitation, and she didn't want to be embarrassed and not know what to say.

Mrs. Ding pushed her granddaughter, and the little girl tilted her head to look at her grandmother. When she saw her grandmother nod, she walked forward to take the fruit. She was so happy to get the red fruit that she wanted to run back but stopped and whispered, "Thank you, grandma."

Zhulan said to Ding, "Children all like fresh colors. This child didn't forget to say thank you to me. You taught him very well."

Mrs. Ding felt that her granddaughter had made her proud, but she still said modestly, "It took me a long time to teach you."

The little girl raised her head and felt that what her grandmother said was wrong. She felt her grandmother holding her hand, then looked down at the fruit.

Zhulan didn't notice that Gu Zhuomin and Wu Ming were both having a hard time in the Ministry of Rites. Wu Ming was better off, at least she had the Song clan and the Zhou family. But Gu Zhuomin was not so lucky, so when she received the invitation from the Gu family, she replied, which led to Ding's visit today.

Zhulan gestured, "I bought some fresh fruit this morning. Try it. It tastes great."

Mrs. Ding liked to eat the fruits very much, but her family was in a tight spot, so she could only buy a few of the fruits brought back from overseas for her children to taste. Thinking of her family, Mrs. Ding felt a sigh in her heart. She had not saved anything in all these years. Her daughter got married, her son got married, and the family fortune she had saved with great difficulty was almost spent.

Their family spends a lot of money in the capital. The last time Minister Feng's wife celebrated her birthday, they spent a lot of money all at once. They also have to support a large family, so even if they have some assets, they have to be frugal. Now they can see that their grandson's generation is getting older.

Ding ate one and stopped eating. "My grandfather took the exam for Liu Feng when he was on leave. He said that he couldn't beat Liu Feng that year, and he even asked Liu Feng if he would take the exam next year."

Zhulan calculated Liu Feng's age, "Next year, this child will be sixteen, and he can indeed take the exam."

Mrs. Ding smiled and nodded. "My grandfather has also talked to Liu Feng's uncle. He said that if he passes the exam for the scholar degree next year, he wants Liu Feng to take the provincial exam."

(End of this chapter)